Ollie’s half asleep in my arms now, half-eaten soup sitting on the coffee table. I don’t think I’ve moved in three hours, but honestly, I can’t remember the last time I felt so content. Usually during the holiday season—from the beginning of November all the way through January—I’m busy. It’s hard to take even one minute to myself just to sit down. Being with Ollie like this? I never even gave it a second thought to be honest. And I love it. Possibly a little too much.
